Of late I’ve renewed a love affair with some
English ladies. A bit before their time in character and behaviour but very
endearing and enduring. Among these is one Charlotte.
Charlotte Brontë was born on the 21st
of April 1816 at Thornton near Bradford in Yorkshire. Her father was an Irish,
Church of England cleric. Charlotte was the oldest of three surviving girls her
other sisters being Emily and Anne. In 1854 she married her father’s curate
Rev. AB Nicholls and died on 31st March the following year from
pregnancy difficulties. Charlotte’s first novel was “The Professor” written in
1845. The novel was published 2 years after her death in 1857. A most engaging
novel is “The Professor”. It is essentially a life and love story.
The tale is that of William Crimsworth and is
written in the first person. William declines the offer of a position in the
church as it involves marrying his repugnant cousin and decides to go off to
seek his fortune elsewhere. He has a rich brother Edward in trade and seeks his
assistance to give him a start in the business.
Unfortunately brotherly love is in short supply
and his sibling treats him with disdain and contempt and generally makes life
impossible. The reason for this appears to be that William is well educated and
his older brother resents this fact. Enter Mr Hunsden. Mr Hunsden is an
acquaintance of William who has had the assistance of the young man on a
previous occasion. Using his influence William’s new friend lobbies on his
behalf to secure a position as a schoolteacher in Belgium.
From this position he secures a part time
teaching position at a local girl’s school and this is when his confused
romantic life begins. Initially he falls for the principal of the girl’s school
but subsequently finds out she is a bit of a bitch. His attention then turns to
Frances, an embroidery teacher at the same school. When the principal discovers
this turn of events she dismisses Frances and refuses to reveal her
whereabouts.
Eventually William is reunited with his
sweetheart, in a graveyard of all places, and they both return to England to
open their own school and live happily ever after next door to his former
benefactor Mr Hunsden.
This is the ultimate in brevity in summary but
the book was a most enjoyable read and written with remarkable style.
This novel and others like it tend to encourage
one to reassess the comparison between the modern and the ‘classic’ novel.
While much modern writing is remarkably engaging only time will determine
whether it has matured into the classic category or otherwise.
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